If all my days were hills to climb
and circles without reason
If all I was was passing time my life
was just a season

Tears and dreams and silly schemes
and phillies running freely
I was young and no song was song that
didn't sound appealing
I'd have my fun with a shy girl, then
maybe hop a train
and I looked like I'd been standing in
the rain

Dirty hands and root beer stands and
money like a river
Making deals to see how it feels to get
more than you're givin'
I'd have my fun with a gambling man and
bluff him with my face
and it's drinks for everybody in the
place

If all my days were hills to climb and
circles without reason
If all I was was passing time my life
was just a season

Shouting crowds and mummy shrouds and
people goin' crazy
All we said was what was in their hands
it surely was amazing
I had my fun in the bullring, I never
got a scar
It really wasn't hard to be a star

If all my days were hills to climb
and circles without reason
If all I was was passing time my life
was just a season